Ever
Aching longing
To be one with what is
My soul yearns to rest in nature
Bosom
Of earth
You call me to find peace in you
I feel your breath rising
In early morn
Sighing
Ever
Aching longing
To be one with what is
My soul yearns to rest in nature
Bosom
Of earth
You call me to find peace in you
I feel your breath rising
In early morn
Sighing
Ahhhh, sighing here, too. Lovely tranquility.
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Thankyou so much 😊
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serenity, beautiful Lorraine
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Thankyou so much Gina 😊
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